And the Giant Miffy Goes To....

Guys, this giveaway stuff rocks!!! Except for the part where I can only give the prize to one person. That, I do not like so much, eh?

But I did get to use this totally awesome tool to choose the winner. I feel so official and sciencey. Like Publisher's Clearing House. Without the million dollars. 'cause while the Toybox is nine different kinds of cool and all, they are not made of money, you know...

You want to know who won? Well it was pretty hard to choose, being there were only two comments. But what comments! Both are so pretty and deserving of a huge plush toy. There was the lovely Mama Lang, first to comment and thus assigned the integer 1. There was the to-die-for Jenny, who in addition to being a life-long friend, is also a pretty kick-ass half marathoner. Is marathoner a real word? She was assigned the integer 2, because she was the second comment. Very complex, but I am pretty smart.

A quick aside. Big Red is having an epic tantrum right now, because I just rearranged the folding gate around our Christmas tree and he can no longer get in to play with the ornaments. Those enraged screams you're hearing are not, in fact, two quarreling wolverines. They are my son. Jealous yet? What's with the foot tapping and the get on with it motions? Oh, the winner. Sorry. I'm easily distracted. There was this time when I...oh, okay.

Congratulations, Mama Lang!!! Come up to the podium and give a speech thanking God for bringing you this far. No? Okay, email me your shipping info and I will get your ginormous stuffed rabbit in the mail. Jenny, you know I love you, so as a consolation prize I am buying your children percussion instruments for Christmas! Cymbals for Lucy, I think...